Takeoff

[Intro]
Elevating. Elevate, elevate
Don't you be scared nigga
Don't you be scared nigga
One time. Never me

[Verse]
I been on a mission Tryna grant my wishes
More schemes no sleep but this fella dreaming
All this math in 'em raps they don't get the vision
But I can't stop even when I hit the tiptop
Try to keep up but I'm none of the Kardashians
Mehn I'm Mr Martian with a Glock loaded
Got an arsenal but I be sure to get trophies
Times changed lil' man and I'm sure you noticed
See I wasn't just called I was chosen For a greater purpose
Everybody riding waves like they all surfers But nobody perfect
So who am I to judge? Well Certainly not the Lord
Or that boy that was raised by apes in the jungle In this concrete jungle
You gon' always find a judge And most def' a Judas that's ready to sell your worth For some brand new Jays
Yeah I'm talking 23s Cut a life short can't make it to 23
Hustle mad gan nobody cool these days
Blood drips on the floor so the ruby stays
Shoot or get shot that's the rule to the game
So tell em I don't wanna play that was just a mix tape
Riding on a different wave down to get the bricks laid
Rhyming for like seven days never had a weak day...though
Ali with a T.K.O No deal with the devil watch the briefcase close Some follow the directions that the wind vane goes
Too ashamed to be different then you fake it till you even
But there's always somebody to say "that shii ain't cool"
See haters gon' hate, potatoes gonna potate
Can't let 'em get to your brain that's how you king on your lane
Yelling one hundred 'cos he now rocking Adidas
Deep inside he's really bitter and he still ain't true
Now I ain't tryna beef left my shots in the past
Now I'm talking the facts hope it cause an effect
So when I'm hopping on tracks I stay conscious of that like a uhhh...time bomb on my back
Then get me a check A Platinum plaque
The beat be dead I'm rocking black on black
Suggest you move away from this psycho's path
Unpredictable just like a psychopath
Lost my way then went back to Mypa street
Gone are the days I been dey blow cannabis
But mehn I no go lie I dey pop the lean
I no need maximus to master this
I garrit in my jeans I must admit
Put the beat on a plate then bon appetite
My guy I no dey brag, na just de tin
I'm a jigga with the future I got the keys
After this I'll be a masterpiece
But I'm still on the come up from underneath
My guy when e hard get on your knees
And call to heaven God is answering
But e no mean say make you no work
Or you fit broke die like faith without work
That's why with these bars I be on my night job
And e sound good to plus but in the end na minus aye